i finish my drink and go outside returning to my bag. Ordinary cheating twats never learn. i sigh putting my gloves on and grab my gun and silencer before fixing them together. i check the bullets with my personal design. i love the police so dumb never can catch me. then there is the press who glorify me. the call me the cheater because i kill those who aren't faithful.

the door open's and i step out with the gun at the back James comes out.

"miss me already? I'm touched" he looks my way and comes over he chuckles.

"couldn't keep away like you said you have outstanding beauty" he stops a few feet away from me.

"waiting out here for your date?" he questions. i nod.

"obviously he's about to come out here and want to get into my pants how can i refuse the offer" i shrug. "you might enjoy the show actually because like everyone else you think i would naturally go for him. that where the smartness ends" i smirk the bloke comes out and spots me.

"there you are sexy ready for a good time" he opens out his arms.

"do excuse me for a second" he nods and gestures for me to go on. "tell me does your wife know that after three kids you find her unattractive?" i question

"what?" he replies i laugh

"or that i would if i was not smart be in a long line of one nights stands, but that only when you not screw with her younger sister. it's a shame, mothers like her i do admire  people like her. which is why I'm doing her a favour" i hold up my gun and he stumbles back.

"what there, look we can forget this ever happened" he tries to reason i sigh and look back at James.

"men these days most of you think with your pants gets tricky and suddenly they don't want to know" i look back. "okay you want this to go away?" he nods.

"unzip your pants and take out Mr Tiny" i order he does nothing so i take the safety off.

"alright" he does as i say

"the turn around and go to the front of the door you see that little envelope pick it up and hold it to the camera nice and clear say them as well" he opens the envelope and reads it before show them to the camera.

"i am a cheater, i became one when i decided that when i learnt i would never amount to anything" he repeated. then look back at me. "can i go no i swear i won't tell anyone." you could tell he was crying.

"nah goodbye cheater." i shot him and he fell to the ground. done. i turned back to James and retrieved my bag.

"impressive" i grin at him.

"i try. now James, thank you for not being boring and making it 10x better i do love a audience. goodbye" i walk off in the opposite direction.

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A couple of weeks later and i have learnt and been up two a few things one my brother was brought onto the cheater case, he determined almost everything but never finished linking up the dots still trying to figure it out i presume...case pending in his head. second James' last name is Moriarty and is what i call a criminal consultant. since that night he's been trying to look for me and getting quite frustrated when either he didn't talk to the right people and got nowhere.

talked to the right people and i had them killed. sometimes i just don't get my hands dirty. it's fun though him running around in circles trying to find me a mention or echo. yet nothing, humm James Moriarty interested in little Aurelia Holmes I'm flattered. i think it was time that i saw him again. let him have a little rest.

i grab my phone and call Jessica. she is my contact and friend. knows everything about anyone and keeps me from doing a lot of things.

"go for Jess." she speaks.

"Jess its Lia, i need you to send me the number for James Moriarty." i tell her.

"okay hit you in 2 minutes" she hangs up and two minutes later i get it and send it a text.

here you've been looking for me. see you in 10 minutes at the Polar Club

~AH

i sent him the message and i stood up leaving my flat before grabbing a cab and going to  the club. it was a very posh one and if you knew the right people you were able to get in . i was already, ready so when i arrived i handed them my coat. it helps when your brother is Mycroft Holmes.

"good afternoon Miss Holmes, you usual spot" i nodded and he led me to my seat.

"two scotches i will also be having a guest your height brown hair flash and new show him here when he arrives please." i sit down.

"of course Miss Holmes" he left and i looked down at my phone began typing away. i love the media always so nosey gives people like me the relevant information. i saw that the police was as ever clueless to who i was all the camera showed was the idiots confession i was that far away.

"now how does a woman like you afford to attend such classy clubs"  i look up and smirk.

"nice to see you again, please sit." he sat down "and in answer to your question it's a perk of not getting caught. this is a luxury that says you keep your nose clean and everything is available." he reply

"but you don't keep your know clean" he counters our drinks are brought over.

"oh but i do it's my hands that sometimes get dirty" he laughs